Throne of the North

After all, Ryan still had the physique of a formal knight. With full preparation, he stepped on the wall and landed on the ground.

At this time, the nearly fifteen-meter-long Warcraft Frost Python was already lying quietly on the ground, with a large amount of blood and flesh flowing out from its abdomen. As for Brand and Harrington, , still holding tightly to the head and tail of the frost python.

"It was so easy to kill him."

Harrington's eyes also showed disbelief. He looked at Brand, who was bathed in blood, with a rare hint of awe.

"So, am I so weak?"

At this moment, Ryan finally realized that his noble attributes seemed to be more than those of knights. Could it be that his previous life was too stable and he had no way to deal with danger?

"Fortunately I'm young enough."

Ryan thought this way, it seems that he can no longer be a noble who only knows about enjoyment in the future.

In just a few minutes, Brand's performance completely lived up to the series of entries.

From looking around, he helped Ryan avoid the most dangerous attack of the frost python. From behind, he quickly made the best countermeasures and used the knight's sword swallowed by the frost python to kill this powerful monster. In the process, he even noticed Harrington, who would be knocked away if he blocked it with his sword.

Using the knight's sword can kill the frost python, and letting Harrington control the frost python's tail can minimize casualties. Otherwise, if the python goes crazy and shakes its terrifyingly powerful body, here People will definitely die.

"Have you ever hunted such a monster before?"

Ryan asked curiously. This was the first time he had come into contact with the magical beast that was talked about by the nobles. Even from the beginning to the end, this frost python never released magic.

It had no chance and died in Brand's hands.

Brand nodded and said:

"On the continent of Exnel, only powerful beasts and magical beasts have a chance to survive the cold winter. They are very good at hunting in the wind and snow."

After more experience, you will naturally know what to do.

"In that case, the flesh and blood of this frost python will be given to you and Harrington."

"Thank you, Lord Ryan."

Brand's eyes lit up, and after being grateful, he took out his dagger and cut the python's head along the corner of its mouth. After a moment, he took out a blue two-finger-wide prismatic crystal from the python's head. .

"Magic crystal!"

Brand handed the magic crystal to Ryan, who was also a little surprised. This thing was hundreds of times more expensive than gold of the same weight.

This small magic crystal is worth at least two thousand gold coins.

"Hahaha! I made a lot of money this time."

Ryan laughed, and at this moment, another soldier called:

"Lord Baron, there are three eggs here!"

The soldier's exclamation made Ryan's eyes light up, and he soon came to a messy dead branch. In the nest built by the frost python, three large snow-white eggs were lying, each with The size of an adult head.

"Frost python egg."

Ryan's breathing was a little rapid. Many nobles wanted to tame the Warcraft, but most of the Warcraft could not be tamed. The only way was to use the magic circle to imprint the Warcraft before it was completely born, and then in the Warcraft In the days after birth, it is completely tamed through extremely high-level domestication.

After all, the intelligence of Warcraft is no less than that of humans.

"It seems that this giant frost python appears in the Tundra Territory because of these three eggs."

More than 90% of biological cubs require a relatively warm environment during the process of gestation and birth. For the frost python that is supposed to live in the depths of the north, its cubs also need to be in a mild place in the south. Only then can they survive until they adapt to the cold and gradually return to the colder places in the north.

"It shouldn't have dug this hole by itself."

Harrington staggered over with the support of a soldier and said to Ryan.

"Master Ryan, this should be a mine."

"The temperature of mineral veins is often higher than that of other places. The frost python, which is very comfortable in the winter environment, should also have a very high sense of temperature."

Nodding, Ryan ordered a few soldiers to dig farther away.

Sure enough, within a moment, a fist-sized piece of iron ore appeared in front of Ryan.

"Beifeng Province has nothing but iron ore. Sure enough, my territory shouldn't be without mineral veins."

Ryan laughed, his territory could finally have a stable source of income.

Of course, the current iron ore mine is more important to meet domestic demand.

And now is not an opportunity for mining.

"Protect this place first, then go to Lingdu County to buy some spell scrolls, and then start mining iron ore after these three eggs hatch."

Ryan looked at these three quiet frost python eggs, wondering if one or two could hatch successfully.

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"That cave must have been secretly mined by someone before. There has been no lord in the Tundra Territory for decades, but the people living here don't know everything around them."

After hearing Ryan's words, Rosen, who was following behind, asked:

"When you go back, are you going to arrest the original villagers in the Tundra Territory?"

Ryan waved his hand and said:

"It's not necessary, and all the carpenters and blacksmiths in the frozen land have gone to warm places. It should be the blacksmiths who know this place."

"What's more, if they knew, they would have told me long ago after seeing the treatment of the Bain family."

The good news came one after another. With the discovery of monster eggs and iron ore veins, some of the serfs brought by Ryan actually found a place and soil suitable for planting on their way back.

"Very good, from now on, I will pardon your slavery. From now on, you and your family will become my people."

The rough man named Dudley knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed to Ryan.

"Thank you, lord, thank you, lord."

You should know that in the frozen land, it is different from other places. Civilians can be allocated their own houses. Although civilians who have changed from slaves only have the right to use the house but not the ownership, they can make the house completely belong to them through hard work in ten or twenty years.

Such good things have led to no fierce conflicts in the frozen land until now, even when Ryan was away.

Looking at the vast mountainous land in front of him, Ryan had no emotion about the small things he had given out as rewards. He just hoped that this land could be reclaimed into more fields suitable for farming.